Swordtember Day 9: GLISTENING 🌱 (Patreon)

Another blade from last sprout- a crimson sword, like the Visage of the Leviathan from last year. 🩸🩸🩸

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Horseman’s Mantle, of wet eyes and crimson ichor 👁️🩸

“> Don’t look away as you drive your blade into my still beating heart. Look me in the eye - feel my pain, my fear. My breath comes in shorts, wet rasps, your face flecked with my blood. 

> To be with you here, at the end, as the horsemen ride and the oceans boil. It is everything I wanted, it is everything I dread. My eyes flicker shut, and I catch your gaze. Unfeeling, unblinking. In a churning sea of meat, an endless nightmare with no rest - that gaze is the thing that terrifies me most.

- Musings of the flesh”